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I felt his eyes upon my sleeping form, afraid to turn and look up at him.
Afraid not to.
He was real. Not a pizza dream or a figure from a novel I had read. But real.
So very, very real.
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I opened my eyes and there he stood. So real.
I stood there as he walked slowly towards me and then took me into his arms, as if I was his right to do so.
I had been kissed a few times in my life, but nothing like this, not by a man who touched not only my lips, but my very soul.
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